When I walk these streets again I relive the heartbreak.
Between my fingers I feel a fossil we once found on the beach.
I want to walk the few paces to your house but there is an invisible barrier you manufactured to keep me away.
I want to tell you exciting news
I want to tell you what a fuckwit you've been.
I want to know if you have realised.
Perhaps you're ashamed now.
Perhaps we're estranged now.
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Author:
Moom (
Offline) - Published: January 3rd, 2018 17:26
- Category: Friendship
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Comments1
Well written and food for thought. Sometimes there are no good answers and all we can do is move on...
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